"Don't be delusional. My father is not you, and I will not acknowledge him. And everything you're saying will not succeed, it definitely won't succeed."
Xie Danling showed Yuwen Yongrong no respect whatsoever with every word she uttered. Enraged, he tightened his grip on Xu Yiran's hand.
Xu Yiran's face immediately turned red, and a dark line twitched under her skin.
Not to mention Nan Lingqin, even Yuwen Yao's expression changed. He stepped forward, tightened his grip on Nan Lingqin's hand, and whispered, "That's a pain a hundred thousand times worse than ten thousand insects piercing the heart or a thousand needles pricking the flesh."
Nan Lingqin's body was trembling.
Because he knew perfectly well how much pain Xu Yiran must have felt to hear Yuwen Yao say such things.
Yuwen Yao's concern for her, his domineering attitude towards her—how much effort did she have to put in to persuade him to risk his life, learn the whole truth, and truly see Xu Yiran for who she really was?
At this moment, he was speaking up for Xu Yiran.
Xu Yiran!
Xu Yiran, why can you be so kind? You always endured and watched her struggle to save Yuwen Yao, but you never thought of yourself. Even though you knew that you were much more seriously injured and in more pain than Yuwen Yao, you didn't say anything.
You stirred up the turmoil in this capital, you gazed into the snow, but in the end, you never hoped for anything.
"Fine, go ahead and die, let's see if Nan Lingqin is willing to let you die..."
"I'm willing to!"
Before Yuwen Yong could finish speaking his greedy and smug words, Nan Lingqin roared in fury, her eyes cold, "I'm willing to give it up, why can't I? I've already given up the world for Yuwen Yao, disregarding everything else. Now, naturally I won't sacrifice Xu Yiran's life because of anyone or anything that cares about me so much."
The shout was so loud that it echoed throughout the palace. Her expression was solemn, and her face was cold.
For a moment, the surroundings fell silent.
Yu Yiran was stunned for a moment, her heart skipped a beat.
Nan Fenghuang had never seen Nan Lingqin so angry. Even when she was betrayed by Yuwen Yao, she remained silent, her heart broken with grief. But as for Xu Yiran, she thought, she truly regarded him as someone closer than family. Unable to give him love, she gave him the deepest friendship and affection of her life.
Even Yuwen An's usually gloomy face cracked slightly at this moment. He looked at Yuwen Yao in the air, and Yuwen Yao, that domineering and arrogant man, at this moment, listening to the woman he loved most protecting a man like this, showed no anger or resentment. He just looked at Nan Lingqin with such tenderness and affection, as if at this moment he would rather turn into air and follow her, just to warm her heart and tell her not to be so sad and heartbroken anymore.
"Xiao Qin!"
Similarly, the words "I'm willing" completely shocked Xu Yiran. It was like a warm current that warmed him from his feet to his heart. His heart, which had been broken and dead, seemed to be revived at this moment. A smile gradually appeared on his pale and handsome face.
"Xiao Qin, I am moved by your words 'I am willing to sacrifice myself,' and I would die without regret."
"No, it's not you who dies, it's him."
Nan Lingqin said, overwhelmed with pain, and suddenly rose up, her bow and crossbow hidden in her sleeve, and she took the initiative to strike Xie Danling directly, saying, "If you hurt Xu Yiran even a little, I will kill your son."
When those words, which were a salvation for Xu Yiran but a wake-up call for Xie Danling, came, Xie Danling was slightly taken aback, but she was neither resentful nor annoyed.
With a father like that, how could he face the world and Nan Lingqin? He might as well die and end it all.
A hair's breadth, a flash.
"hit--"
"Bang--"
"boom--"
The three resounding voices rang out in barely an instant.
The silver needles emitted by Nan Lingqin's crossbows thoroughly stimulated Yuwen Yong, who finally realized that Nan Lingqin was not joking this time. He immediately threw Xu Yiran out, and the huge palm force made Xu Yiran instantly block Xie Danling. At this moment, Yuwen Yao suddenly moved, stretched out his long arm and pulled Xu Yiran over.
Just as Yuwen Yong seized the opportunity to grab Xie Danling, Nan Lingqin unleashed a fierce palm strike aimed directly at Yuwen Yong's chest.
A cold snort rang out, and blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.
Yuwen Yong not only endured Nan Lingqin's palm strike, but his hand, which was originally going to snatch Xie Danling from Lan Xinyue's hands, suddenly turned in mid-air and grabbed Nan Lingqin's shoulder.
The hall fell silent for a moment, then Yuwen Yong burst into wild laughter.
"Ha ha……"
"Do you think I'd fall for something as cunning as you?"
"mean!"
Without lingering, Yuwen Yongrong grabbed Nan Lingqin and broke out of the palace as Yuwen Yao rushed forward anxiously.
It moved so fast that it disappeared from sight in the blink of an eye.
"Nan Lingqin—"
"Sister Qin—"
"elder sister--"
"Xiao Qin—"
After a series of urgent shouts, Nan Fenghuang, Yu Qingyi, Xie Danling, and Yuwen An immediately gave chase.
When Bai Yu and Nie Zui'er led their men to fight their way into this place, they only saw black-clad corpses scattered all over the ground, and in the center, Lan Xinyue was anxiously calling out to Xu Yiran.
Xu Yiran had already lost consciousness and collapsed in her arms.
"Is he still alive?"
Nie Zuier stepped forward, reached out to check Xu Yiran's breath, then exchanged a glance with Bai Yu, their eyes flashing.
...
"You deliberately took a blow from me to capture me. That blow used all my cloud magic power. The smartest thing for you to do now is to let me go, otherwise..."
"Otherwise what?"
As soon as Yuwen Yong spoke, his breathing became noticeably unsteady, yet he still held onto Nan Lingqin tightly.
It's not that she can't escape, but that he can kill Xu Yiran at any time from afar.
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